#hope you like it nonnie

[bellamyblake]

hii how are u??? do u have any ideas for a modern au where clarke and bellamy are exes and they slowly grow back together? i feel like it would be so much fun to navigate and very interesting to read :)

Hey, I can only really write haedcanons now because I have two big WIPs I'm currently working on but here's what comes to mind:

EDIT: It got a little cheesy but *shrugs* I’m sorry! (not sorry).

I’ll also use this as a post for #thebestofthe100 celebration cause I wanted to post a headcanon for it but never found the time to:

she thinks later on when they separate that maybe they were doomed from the start; they never really liked each other at first-he was suspicious of her rich status and her being Octavia's best friend while he was the older quiet brother who raised his sister and kept to himself and his two friends who were Murphy and Miller;

still, with time they got closer; whenever she hung out with Octavia at their place, they'd talk and soon enough their bittering turned into talking about favorite books they had in common or music they enjoyed; 

he helped her out with her history homework, she gave him a hand with the Biology stuff even if he was older than them and soon to graduate;

when Octavia met Lincoln and Clarke got together with Finn, she lost track of him for a moment and but every day a thought passed through her head and that was: she missed her late night conversations with Bellamy on the old back porch of their old creaky house;

she was brought back to Earth when Aurora died all of a sudden, having a heart attack at work; the strain from trying to support her kids her entire life and taking endless shift after shift finally caught up with her;

her death broke Bellamy in two; he blamed himself for not pushing her to go to the doctor, for seeing she was bad and weak but not doing anything, for not insisting on taking her to a specialist when their GP told her a few months back he didn't like her blood pressure;

he got even quieter, started drinking more, going out with Murphy and Miller on Friday and sometimes not coing back till Sunday evening; Octavia was too broken herself to try and bring him back but Clarke wasn’t going to give up that easily;

when they brought him home beaten and bruised late one evening, she send Murphy away and picked up the pieces of his broken heart; she forced him in the shower, turned on the cold water and gave him a speech about getting it together and figuring this out because it's not what his mom would've wanted.

“I don't know what she would've wanted" he disagreed "She's not here to tell me."

"Yeah, well I am and I won't take this, so get up and sober up. You have school, work, your sister and your friends. You have me. And you need to start living for us." he had looked up at her, eyes filled with pain and tears, then he broke down and let her hold him in her arms while he poured his heart out;

it worked because he started getting better; he showed up for class, his grades picked up, he went back to work; they needed money now that they no longer had Aurora to help out, so he got a second job in construction on the weekends;

their late night conversations made a reappearance; with Octavia staying at Lincoln more, Clarke felt like she didn't want to leave him alone in the house; that led to a kiss one night when they were watching a movie and soon after to something more;

she had always known she's loved him, perhaps from the first moment she met him and he snorted some sarcastic remark in her direction with his eyes telling a different story than his attitude was, though; he had felt it too and now they were finally letting themselves live it;

Octavia didn't mind, in fact, she was happy, so were the rest of their friends; it was the happiest of times but she couldn't help but feel like there was a darkness pulling him down and away from her, like he was keeping some sort of secret;

on his Graduation day she finally found out what it was; it was Miller's fault really, he let it slip, asked him about when does he leave for bootcamp; Clarke's face paled,her mouth dropped and she let go of him;

"Please tell me you didn't" she begged in a whisper and he looked down at his feet "You did NOT!"

"I did." he said back and when he looked up at her again, she couldn't help herself-she was so angry, she slapped his cheek and run off;

the Army was something he talked about before when Aurora was still alive; he planned on signing up for a tour, getting enough money for college and coming back home; he hadn't talked about it after her death and whenever Clarke picked up the subject of his future, he simply shrugged and said he'll get a full time job at first and then figure it out;

he did talk about them though-being with her, living together if Octavia's plans to move out with Lincoln came through; she had just a year before she graduated and then she wanted to start nursing school in a nearby town despite her mom's disagreement on the subject;

he found her under a tree by the river close to their house, one of their spots and the first place they came in together in all the senses there were; she was crying and staring at the river;

he sat down and picked up her hand in his;

"Why?" she asked "I don't understand."

"I can't explain it either. I just know I have to do it." he said back "It's what my heart says. I think it always did, I just didn't listen. I don't want to go to college...and I don't want to work contruction all my life, breaking my back like my mom until I died."

"No, you'd rather die before you're even twenty." she snapped back.

"I won't die."

"You don't know that."

"You're right but nobody really does. Just look at my mom."

"You can't use her as an excuse for this. You can't tell me this is why you've enlisted. Aurora would never agree with you doing this long-term." he smilled and brought her knuckles to his lips, kissing them softly.

"I know you won't understand and that's okay. I just hope you'd give me a chance to explain, to show you what that when I said I want to be with you, I meant it." that made her furrow her eyebrows.

"How?" she said confused, brushing her tears away. He smilled again and picked up something from his jeans pocket before he took out a small finger that Clarke knew used to belong to Aurora.

"Marry me?" he asked simply and somehow the question made all the sense in her head despite everything else; they were young, she hadn't even graduated, he was going to war, she had no idea what their future would be like but she said "Yes";

they were married in the small church Bellamy and Octavia went to ever since they were children, two weeks before he was supposed to leave for boot camp; her mom didn't come, Octavia was the maid of honor, Murphy the best man; there were maybe fifteen people in total but Clarke had never been happier;

those two weeks they spent together sharing their home and going to the beach in the nearby town had her feel like she was flying; 

but then reality settled in and he had to leave; she could say she understood his choices better now but there was still a part of her that kept asking why;

things were good during his first tour-they would talk at least twice a month and exchanged letters all the time; Clarke saw the way his eyes beamed when he talked about work, realized how much he actually loved being a soldier and her heart came in terms with the fact that this was what he was meant to do;

he came home just in time for her graduation; had a month off; 

he reenlisted without consulting her and they had a small argument about it but he said that he hoped she understands;

then she started nursing school and that made things difficult; he was sent out on missions more; he got hurt once-a through and through in the shoulder that she found out about two weeks after it had actually happened because he didn’t want her to worry; their conversations lessened; 

when he came home the second time, he was quieter, couldn’t sleep well, had picked up smoking-a habit Aurora had uprooted from him when he tried it at sixteen; 

she knew he had been through some stuff-he lost two members of his team-a guy called Sterling and a woman named Monroe but even when she asked, he wouldn’t talk about it;

when he left this time, they didn’t talk about when he’d come back; she found out he was reenlisting yet again in the middle of his third tour; she was second year in nursing school and felt like things were changing; her life was different from his and his from hers; she wasn’t sure they had any common ground anymore; they had an argument about him going for another year and he said “I thought you understood that this is what I intend to do Clarke.”

“For the rest of your life?”

“For as long as I can.”

“You never told me this will be a career, Bellamy.”

“I thought you knew.” he said simply quietly, his voice did not belong to him, she thought; 

“I did not.”

they had stopped with the letters at the beginning of his third tour, the calls got less and less frequent; she came to a point where she wasn’t sure she felt like she was married to someone at all;

it was Octavia who talked with her when she felt like she had to put an end to this; she understood and told her it was the right thing to do; Bellamy was not himself now and if it was meant to be it would but it wasn’t healthy for either one of them; “I feel like he’s on a suicide mission and has been ever since mom died. You have to think of yourself, Clarke.”;

so Clarke sent in one last letter, putting her ring in the envelope;

he didn’t call, didn’t try to talk her out of it; she had no idea what his reaction was and Octavia who still spoke to him, made sure not to share anything but Clarke could tell she was worried;

they finalized the papers in less than a month; his lawyer took care of everything here; Clarke was offered a chance for a one-year nursing course in LA and she decided to take it;

in the next couple of years she heard from Bellamy just a few times in the forms of cards he sent for her birthday or Christmas; they ended with “Always yours, Bellamy.” and she kept them tucked at the bottom of her messenger bag that she took everywhere;

it was almost six years after they split up that she finally saw him again; she had been through more love and breakup in that time but ultimately felt like her heart wasn’t where it was supposed to be, like it belonged some place else;

Octavia called her in three in the morning, crying, asking Clarke if she could come pick her up because Lincoln was out of town;

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s Bellamy. He got really hurt. They’re bringing him back home.”

he doesn’t look like himself lying on that hospital bed all lifeless and beaten, his body wrapped up in more bandages she can count; he’s hurt his leg and would walk with a cane for the rest of his life, his heart had the same murmur his mom did that killed her but they only found out about it now, he’s deaf and blind on the left side, has multiple burns all over his body;

when he opens his eyes five days later the first thing he sees is her and he cries; she throws herself in his arms and holds him tight;

“You idiot. I would’ve killed you if you died.” he chuckles at that;

“Impossible, princess...even if you did, I’d still be yours.” he took her hand and moved it to his heart when he looked into her eyes “I’ve always been”

#bellarke fanfiction #thebestofthe100 #bellarkeedit #bellamyblakeedit #clarkegriffinedit #bellaarke #bellarke fanfic #exes #enemies to friends to lovers #kinda i guess? #my writing #hope you like it nonnie #maybe it's not what you pictured but...i hope it's okay

[mrs-march-ahs]

the evans taking care of a tipsy reader??

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#hope you like it nonnie

[l3viat8an]

Ro!!! What if!! What if!!! Mammon has a dick piercings!!!! But he didn’t tell you so you’re just loooking at his dick in awe!!! Thots⁉️🎤 

Nsfw!

Nonnie I’m so sorry this is from literal months ago- but it’s his birthday (in my timezone) ‘n I wanted to post SOMETHING!!!

Here you are, kneeling on the floor in Mammon’s room. The demon himself sitting on the couch in front of you, pants pushed down to his knees and cock standing at attention, his eyes following your hand as your fingertips skim over the little gold balls of his jacobs ladder piercing. (Link to a pic of a ’pierced’ banana cuz the actual dick pics make me laugh shjshshshsh)

“Did it hurt?” you ask, genuine curiosity in your voice as you start to pull your hand away, only for Mammon to grab it and guide you back to wrap it properly around his dick.

Keeping his hand around yours and setting the pace, urging you to go a little faster, until you’re jerking him off properly-

Mammon bit back a moan, before replying, “Like a fuckin’ bitch.” followed by a low chuckle at the shocked look on your face.

His hand still guiding yours, up and down his cock, your thumb rubbing across the tip to smear his per-cum down the length and making the jewelry shine for another reason-

“If it hurt that bad….why’d you do it?” You didn’t really expect an answer, hand still jerking him off as you moved your mouth closer. Wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock and sucking gently, pushing your tongue flat to rub along the top bar of his piercing before pulling off with a lewd pop.

Mammon’s other hand moves to grab a handful of your hair, guidelines you back down towards his cock, your mouth falling open again as you take him in again, deeper this time.

Hearing the demon above you, moaning freely when your tongue starts sliding across the ladder and his dick twitches in your mouth, “Keep fuckin’ suckin’ me like that, and I promise I’ll show ya.”

#LISTEN ITS AFTER 1am SO ITS THE 10th 😌 #anyways hope you like this nonnie <3 sorry it took so fuckin’ long 😭 #1 am thots~ #obey me! #smut #obey me smut #obey me #om! #obmswd #obmswd smut #om! smut #om! mammon #om! x reader #obmswd x reader #obey me x reader #obey me mammon #obey me mammon smut #obey me mammon x reader #obey me mammon x chubby reader

[frogchiro]

im super curious on which of the men do you think would be more than overjoyed to be tied naked to their bed, legs and arms spread, as reader grinds on his cock through lace panties or as she teases and teases him by letting her wetness drip down his cock to his balls as she rubs her clit over him? or by only putting the tip of his tip inside of her before reader bucks up, leaving his cock high and dry? the man growling, pulling on his restraints and bucking his hips higher and stronger to just get at least the full tip wet to at least feel reader's soaking pussy all around him. so so close to cumming all over her pussy he just needs her touch. desperate and hard whilst reader giggles so sweetly, continuing to moan as she reaches her fifth orgasm on and over him

very VERY unsure if you're comfortable with writing for an ask like this (more dominant female reader, teasing, restraints) so ofc if you're not comfortable, there's absolutely no stress!! much love <333

Oh my jesus nonnie I love you for this ;; I love dominant reader!! Her domming the usually cocky and overly confident big 'n scary military men and bringing them down a peg is my bread and butter. Also putting this under the cut since it turned out to be much longer than I intended ;;

For this one particular scenario I have a few candidates:

König who is this huge, unhinged killer machine, used literally as a human battering ram due to his size and strength and whom people generally tend to avoid due to his 'strange' jittery behavior. His blue eyes crinkle through his mask with boyish joy when he kills, sometimes even letting out an eerily high pitched giggle which off-puts people even more, not to mention he can be a hug dick when it comes to interactions with others; he's either awkward as hell or downright condescending and degrading with his arrogance.

However when it comes to you? The cute new hackergirl KorTac found and dragged in? He's a mess :(( He decided then and there thst he wanted you and would woo you and judging by the awkward fidgeting and shy glances at the older men around you, you'd be easy prey for him...Well until it was him, König, who ended up tied to his bed, moaning and yowling in pain and frustration as you continued to tease him, torture him really as he saw it, with that cute perfect giggle of yours as you continued to slowly jerk his fat cock, cum spurting from his swollen tip and his balls squeezing painfully because they needed to be emptied in the pretty female in front of him :(( It's been so so long, he wanted to claim you but it turned out that it was you who claimed him.

He'd try growling, snarling and even begging for you to please just put the tip inside, please fucking sit down and let him make you feel good but you just giggle at him before moving up and slipping his aching tip from your wet pussy for what felt like the 100th time making poor König whine and buck pathetically up, searching your heat </3

Next one is Simon Riley, but particularly Sleazy Neighbour!Simon. When he finally whined and 'wooed' you enough for you to finally have sex with him for the first time he was over the moon, a nasty smirk on his lips, elated that he finally will get to fuck and claim you all for himself, the first step at making you his wife after all!

What he didn't expect was for you to tie him down with his bulky arms straining against the biding at the headboard, his lengthy cock hard as a rock and leaking on his tummy as you slide your wet cunt all over but not putting it inside :(( It's driving the large male wild!! He was supposed to fuck you into oblivion, make you all whiny and teary, begging him to slow down as he bred you and called you his bitch but as it turned out, it's him who's the bitch now :(

You're having the time of your life, moaning and giggling at the blonde's misery as you slide your pussy against his swollen dick, the copious amount of your slick making the slide much easier and you get first class seat to watch your awful sleazy neighbour get what he deserves for bullying you and not letting him slip inside you <3

The last one is Andrei Nolan and this is something I also discussed with @justadeadreaper on him edging himself and begging you for your permission to cum which I think about expanding on in a different post <3

He both loves and hates this; this feeling of helplessness ad slight humiliation of being such a big and strong man but getting tied down to your shared bed and letting his girl edge him :(( Sounds so pretty toom his normally smooth and deep voice gaining a certain edge to it, deep rumbling moans showing his pleasure and the occasional hitch in his voice and a higher moan indicating that he's close to cumming if the sudden larger amount of sperm leaking from his red dick like a faucet didn't betray him first.

Growls and bares his teeth, gnashing them at your sweet giggle that hides all the evil intentions in your voice, asking him dumb innocent questions like 'Are you close Dyushka? Do you want to cum~?' Of course he fucking wants to cum! He wants to sit you on his fucking cock, slam it deep inside you until he feels your poor cervix and wants to fill you up until you're whining at him and leaking his seed for days but no, instead he's stuck like this, at your mercy as you continue to jerk him off, occasionally in a gesture of cruel mercy you lift yourself up and tease his achy tip at your cunt, rubbing it from your clit down to your hole where you circle it a few times, threatening to slip it in for a few agonizing seconds before letting out a breathy giggle and pulling him out again only to return to edging him with that sweet smile of yours. You're a cruel, cruel woman </3

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #whew #this was something #but I love this so much I'm so proud ;; #I hope you like it nonnie and I'm sorry for the wait! #hackergirl!reader #sleazy neighbour!ghost #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #könig x reader #andrei nolan x reader #andrei nolan #andrei nolan cod #andrei nolan call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon riley cod #simon riley #könig #könig cod #könig mw2 #könig call of duty

[thefrsers]

requested by Anon: Bobby + Athena having a sweet moment and working together as team

#911 #911 abc #911 spoilers #7.02 #requestsedit #athena grant #athenagrantedit #bobby nash #bobbynashedit #bathena #bathenaedit #gifs #mine #this was a hassle to color but i hope you like Nonnie <3 #thank you for requesting this cute moment cos I love how he just knows his wife so well <3 #my favorite dream team getting shit done and being SO STINKING CUTEEEEE

[elatedfool]

Hello hello! I really hope I am not coming at a bad time. I saw your requests are open and I've just been stuck in this brain rot with Jing Yuan x reader, where the reader belongs to some dragon species, has a tail and horns and all (can be Vidyadhara just to make things easier) and she's super jaded and strict, really about "business/work first, rest later" and he's trying to break through to her. Aaaaa, if this piques your interest in any way, can I please request some headcanons or a drabble for this where he finally bluntly confesses to her, something sweet/suggestive, tysm for your time!!💕 Take care!

OOOH this is so cute! ty nonnie <3 i'll try my best nd sorry for the wait (＞人＜;)

fem!reader, reader is bailu's caretaker/assistant, pining jy (are we surprised), reader has claws, open ended (reader doesn't accept him nor does she reject him)

the first time he met you was probably when you're out chasing bailu when she escaped from the alchemy commission, passing by the seat of divine foresight with your tail dragged down the road, bouncing around with each step you took, and the sight instantly made jing yuan's heart jump in adoration, finding it so cute how your nose scrunched in annoyance when you, once again, lost track of the young girl, your tail swishing in anger as you prepare to march back home to report bailu's disappearance to the other vidyadharas.

ever since that day, he has been trying multiple escape attempts, and finally succeeded when yanqing is away to patrol the city. well, the little guy wouldn't have guessed that his general has started pining after centuries of solitude.

that is when the lieutenant calls for help from the master diviner, and yanqing lets out the loudest sigh ever when he spots the dozing general trying to pester you into taking a break with that default (*´ω`*) face he wears all the time, while you just continue with dealing with of some paperwork that bailu couldn't handle. really, if jing yuan isn't the great general and strategist who led a war for centuries and came out victorious, you would've slapped him with your scaly tail and flung him back to the divine foresight—but no, you can't do that.

"please," he begs, shifting his position closer towards you. he doesn't touch you though, seeing as you did not explicitly give him permission, "won't you take a break with me? i'm sure qingzu would not mind taking over my work for a while..." his low, velvety voice only serves to weaken the desire to punch him, as you start to take pity on the overworked man.

oh but unfortunately for him and not-so-fortunately for you, yanqing has begun to sprint towards jing yuan, with the latter immediately sensing the presence of his son subordinate and moving quickly to stand behind your chair. obviously it doesn't help him, his body is clearly larger than yours and yanqing immediately does his job to drag the now pouty grown-up home.

while he cannot go out anymore, jing yuan can still send you occasional letters and invitations for a tea. and when you refused due to your workload, he begins calling the invitations as 'official meetings' and smiles innocently when you came in to see him napping on his desk. he's really testing your patience, but you also cannot deny that he looks kind of cute like that...

"since you're already here, why don't you sit down and have some tea?"

you complied, and suddenly it's been over an hour since you start venting about your work to him—he makes you do this btw, for he loves hearing your melodious voice speaking about literally everything. it feels like you're lulling him to sleep and he fantasize about just how good it would feel to have you read him bedtime stories, plus having your clawed hands brushing strands of those fluffy hair out of his face, and laying his head on your lap... (๑>◡<๑) life could be dream fr) his daydreaming is forced into a halt when he realizes that he may have poured too much tea that it soaked his papers.

this visit continues for weeks, and jing yuan realized that you're starting to slack off—which is good news, because you were always working overtime and never got the chance to relax this much before, and as the leader of this fleet, he has to make sure all his people are happy and getting enough rest, right?

as for the confession...

on a quiet afternoon in his office, the three sacred words randomly flow out of his mouth, as if it's something spontaneous and natural for the both of you.

"i love you,"

he murmurs, like it was meant to be heard by no one, but it certainly doesn't go unnoticed by your sharp ears. then the general looks at you, a faint tint of pink decorating his cheeks as the realization dawns upon him, "was i too loud?"

"yeah..." you nod and look down, unsure of what to say. how does one respond to a love declaration? you never get taught about love and affection, having spent most of your life studying and working, striving to be the perfect example of a vidyadhara.

a low but hearty laugh escapes his mouth, "looks like your tail is betraying you," he points out, watching the rough yet shiny scales glimmer under the office's light as it sways from side to side. ah, everything about you is just so mesmerizing to him.

your breath hitched as you glance back, catching your tail and hugging it close to your chest to save yourself from humiliation. what a nuisance, you think, but to the general sitting across from you, it was the most adorable thing he's ever seen aside from mimi's tender paws.

"i apologize for being sudden..." jing yuan tries to break the ice, his hand slowly moving closer to yours, "you don't have to accept my love," despite his words, he really, really hopes that you'd want to return the feelings. he'll be in shambles if you were to reject him.

this was a rare moment from him, to see the general so flustered and unsure. so, what do you say? will you gave the touchstarved man the love he deserves?

#cottage's mailbox｡ #this is just me yapping #i hope you like this nonnie... #hsr x you #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x female reader #jing yuan x y/n #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan x you

[the-travelling-bitch]

I can’t stop thinking about bachira with an oral fixation

[f!reader]

mmhhh bachira who can’t stop staring at your mouth while you speak -he wants to listen, he really does- but the way your lips wrap around the spoonful of dessert occupies most of his mind, merely humming along

bachira who takes a moment to notice your lips stopped moving when you realised not a single sentence registered in his brain

bachira who instinctively brings a hand up to wipe some dessert from the corner of your lips, never removing his hand after tracing the plush of your bottom lip

bachira whose cock twitches at the way you wrap your lips around his finger to diligently clean the digit as your eyes meet his blown out ones

bachira who pulls you in for a desperate kiss; it’s messy and all-consuming but you welcome the way his tongue tangles with yours as he gently lays you down on your couch

bachira who makes his way down your body oh so slowly; every new patch of exposed skin gets lavished in attention as more and more specks of reds and purples bloom in his wake and detail a map of his journey

bachira who wraps his lips around your pert nipples, flicking them with his tongue, suckling until the skin turns red and shallow bite marks litter the flesh

bachira who unconsciously licks his lips at the string of arousal sticking to your panties as he exposes your core to the air in your living room, growing more excited at the way your hole clenches around nothing at the temperature difference

bachira who does not believe in teasing you - or himself, rather- as he dives right in, licking a fat stripe up your folds and playing with your clit just to rile you up more

bachira who eats you out more for his pleasure; the amount of times he’s cum untouched just from driving his tongue further and further into your cunt is something you’d normally tease him about but by that time you’re too far gone, not able to form a single cohesive thought between the fog of overstimulation

bachira who can go at it for hours, his jaw seemingly never growing tired as he grips your thighs tightly so he can push your legs further apart, slotting his shoulders between them and pushing them further towards your chest

bachira who laps up all your juices feverishly as you writhe in his hold, golden eyes gleaming from underneath his sweat-slicked fringe, moaning at your taste as he ruts against the cushions

bachira who, with every orgasm you give him, pleads into your puffy folds that “you can give him one more, right honey?”

#˗ˏˋ– signed by holly #˗ˏˋ– meet & greet #˗ˏˋ– fan mail from nonnie #i feel like i’m barely scraping the surface here nonnie #i hope this is something along the lines you imagined #it’s certain however #you never walk around without any marks on your body #he basically can’t keep his lips away from your skin #doesn’t matter where #minors dni #bachira x reader #bachira smut #bllk x reader #bllk smut #blue lock x reader #blue lock smut #blue lock #bachira meguru #bachira thirst

[thetempleofhades]

hello my pookie wookie spookie dookie kitten bear i hope you are doing splendidly. i have a request of you my little pookie wokieie spookiie dookie 🥺🥺🥺 what would you think of making a part 2 of the wratg writing 🥺?? (on a serious note its so fuckinf fire and i want to devour it but theres not enough to eat)

my name is pookie wookie spookie dookie kitten bear now. i had to dig out my laptop for this so fast so yes, i can give you a part two my beloved muah muah <333

It had been a month since the day you disappeared from the three archons' view but the storms persisted. Relentless winds that knocked over stalls and people alike. Rain that turned into thunderstorms, that then turned into hail. It was clear your rage was still ever-present and Teyvat was responding to your rage as the creation most connected to you.

You'd spent most of your time holed inside a cave as you slwoly cooked things you had picked during the slow times, just to be sure you'd never run into anyone but you knew it was only a matter of time before someone found you.

Of course, having to see Venti again was on the bottom of you list of things you wanted to see. Seeing him kneel before you, tears in his eyes only made the rain turn into hail as you stared coldly.

"Your grace, please forgive me. I.... committed a grave injustice against you." He sounded as tearful as he looked but you could only concentrate on your rage.

"You consider hunting someone down like an animal for the slaughter an injustice? I consider that inhumane, unforgivable, a crime is the least I consider it. At most, I consider it a testament of the hate you hold for me." Your words are angry but you face remains neutral as you stare at him coldly.

Books, Ancient texts and tales all recounted about your kindness, about how you would create things in order to bring happiness to your creations. But you had been so hurt, so betrayed, so.... so exhausted that all you could feel was your own rage.

"NO!" Venti protested in a panicked tone, scrambling up from his kneeling position to somehow convince you. "I could never-! Your grace, I would never hate you... I was... I was misguided, I was wrong. I could never hate you."

"Whether you do or don't matters little to me. You hunted me for months in order to kill me. How many times did I plead with you in tears to listen to me, to not kill me? Dozens. I pleaded until I coughed up blood. I ran until my legs gave out. I bled gold once in front of you and suddenly, you're sorry?" Your rage was quiet even as the storm raged on outside.

"Barbatos...." Your voice was quiet, tinged with disappointment. "I don't recognize you anymore. You are no follower of mine. Nor are you my creation." Your words severed the connection that existed all throughout Teyvat, the one that connected you to all your creations and them to you.

You turned and walked away, ignoring his sobs of anguish.

#sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #sagau venti #self aware genshin #genshin cult au #sagau cult au #sagau x reader #I HOPE YOU LIKE IT NONNY I DID MY BEST AT LIKE 9:30 PM IN ABOUT HALF AN HOUR

[pollyna]

Teenage Bradley angst-ing because he wants to ask Ice to adopt him too vs adult Bradley running for the hills because the first thing he has to do when he's back from the mission is getting the certificate he printed in 2011 and run to their home to ask Ice to be legally his dad too.

#concept i will got back too sometimes soon #does it fix stuff between them? no obviously not #but is it a first step towards working for reconciliation? can be yes #or even: au in which mav didn't pull his paper and he just didn't got in the first time bc he faild something #tom iceman kazansky #bradley rooster bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell (mentioned) #to nonnie i hope you like this bradley more 💞🥳 #icemav

[chut-je-dors]

Hello! Do you happen to know any good resources for learning Finnish? As basic as possible, I literally started on Duolingo half an hour ago:) I know, I know, I'm a poser for learning Finnish *after* Käärijä, but the language sounds soooo interesting (although I've heard the grammar is quite difficult...). Thank you in advance and also love your blog:)))))

Hi!! So very very ecstatic that you've decided to learn Finnish! No reason to feel ashamed that you'd only start after Käärijä... believe me, in Finland people are just altogether very taken if a foreigner wants to learn Finnish, no matter the reason. (And all reasons for learning a language are good!) (And we're SO SO PROUD of Käärijä, he's done a monumental job of bringing our language to the public eye more than ANYONE ELSE BEFORE so, yup! He's a VERY good reason to start learning Finnish!!)

I'm not sure if I'm the right person to point you towards any resources... But I tried finding some for you! I've checked out the Duolingo course and it's a good place to begin! Here's also a drive folder that has some Finnish language books as PDFs.

Also here's a page for beginner's Finnish from our national news media Yle (it's like our version of BBC).

Here is a "picture book" kind of a page for learning names for objects, good to start with!

Here's an online course for beginners! This has grammar too, and links for further reading and studying.

Finnish is also notorious for having it's written language differ drastically from how people actually speak. We don't have accents per se, but dialects instead, which don't just affect the way we pronounce words (=accents, as in English) but the way we form them. So for example, the written Finnish "I am" is "minä olen", but in spoken Finnish it can become e.g. "mä oon", "mää oon", "mie oon", depending on where you live (and there might be some more variations as well but these are the most common ones.) Many foreigners find themselves in a spot where they can read and understand written Finnish pretty well, then the moment a Finnish person opens their mouth it's a bloodbath. But don't let it deter you! And Finnish people are more than happy to switch to written Finnish if you don't understand them. I found this website for learning the basics for spoken Finnish!

A good place is also good ole Youtube! Just type in "Finnish for beginners" and you're set to go!

Finnish is a difficult language to learn because of the grammar and lack of prepositions if your language has them... but look at it this way, I struggle with them in any language that uses them cos I haven't grown up using them. I still occasionally mess up with in/on or for/to (it's even worse with French and Swedish). Doesn't stop me from writing 100k fics in English apparently!

Welcome to learning Finnish! Remember that the most important thing is to learn the swear words, you'll go far with those. Just drop in a perkele and it's always the right thing to say haha.

Jokes aside, I'm very happy to hear this! Finnish is a very beautiful language and a very inventive one as well, which allows for more word play and creativity with the language than, say, English for example. And while Finnish is difficult, you'll find that once you've learnt the rules, there are no exceptions to them or the kind of hassle with the grammar as there is to English or French. I've known exchange students who've learnt near perfect Finnish in less than a year!

If anyone knows and wants to add more good resources here, go ahead!

#suomi #finland #finnish #eurovision #käärijä #i was so glad to receive this ask!! #i hope you have a good time learning finnish #welcome to the party it's crazy <3 #also check out spotify lists of finnish songs! you might find some artists you like #bless you nonnie!! #anonymous #answered

[raplinenthusiasts]

'Lovesick Girls' BLACKPINK

for anon ♥

#kim jisoo #park chaeyoung #roseanne park #lisa manoban #kim jennie #blackpink #blackpinkgif #femaleidol #femadolsedit #fema #ggnet #ggroupsdaily #idolady #dazzlingidolsedit #dailymusicqueens #*mine #i hope i didn't tag any closed network #but i always struggle with tagging </3 #anyway i hope you like it nonnie

[eureka-its-zico]

This is sooooo random (‘m sorraay 🤭🥲) BUT

Zoro x Vampire Reader AU??? Idk It. just. Makes. SENSE (in my head)

Her sassy little ass having all these supernatural powers BUT he‘s still stronger than her when it comes to physical strength

THE TENSIONNNN 😩

Her sitting on his big thighs, lips ghosting over his neck, gentle scrape of her teeth along the pronounced vein in his neck (i‘m a giggling mess rn)

I‘m going feral for this man 🧍🏽‍♀️

So. I did a thing for you. Idk if you’ll like it, but I felt like since it is spooky season why not 🤷🏽‍♀️ this isn’t edited so…sorry bout that.

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x Vampire!reader

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: PinV, strangulation, semi-rough smexy, mentions of gore

It was nights like tonight when you reveled in the hunt. The little game of cat and mouse that always left you wondering if you were indeed the predator or if Zoro allowed you to be.

If you worried more about your survival and not the next time you’d see him you might have been able to tear yourself away.

All rational thought seemed to go out the window, however, whenever your eyes caught sight of powerful arms leaning against the wood of the bar. Broad shoulders that housed scar after scar that your nails had left as they’d dug into his skin.

Even now you could hear the low grunt pressed against your neck. The way his body stuttered with a delicious severity as you marked him. Zoro had only allowed himself a moment to pause before he was back to spreading you open and bare underneath him.

As much as you enjoyed feeling him unravel beneath you, Zoro loved it even more when it was you who bleed for him.

You walked the shadows of the room with your borrowed blood pounding in your veins. The excitement of the hunt makes you light on your feet. You are almost to him your hands about to cover his eyes to make him guess who when he’s already speaking your name.

“I thought you said you weren’t coming.”

It is what you said. The last time you’d seen him playing back in your mind until you felt your blood boil. He’d called you weak. How could you be weak when you could levitate objects and strong enough to crack a man’s larynx with your pinky. You were born to prey on those the world deemed weak and strong and yet…

Zoro surpassed you in strength and speed without ever breaking a sweat. He was never scared of you killing him, because he knew you couldn’t. Not unless he allowed it.

“Change of plans.”

He wouldn’t look at you. Only his peripherals glided over you as you leaned against the bar facing him. He was lazily drinking the last few drops inside his mug. Your eyes hungrily watched as the pulse in his neck ticked in time with each swallow, and the hunger that dried the back of your throat began to grow.

You could feel the irritation rolling off him in waves. While Zoro wouldn’t look at you directly, he was taking you in. You knew it was a matter of time before he realized your parlor wasn’t alabaster, but pink and rosy.

You’ve had your fill of someone else that wasn’t him.

You could hear the metal of the mug creaking in protest. His hands collapsed the metal around his fingers until he suddenly released it. The same hand he’d used to crush an unsuspecting mug now lashed out to grab at your arm before you could pull away.

A part of you wanted to try and pull your arm free. You hated the way the men in this bar regarded you like another weak piece of flesh. If only they knew what you were - if they knew Zoro was the only one able to tame you.

He crashed into the bathroom and didn’t release his hold on you until he slingshot you inside. His foot slamming the door shut behind him just before he locked it.

“Who was it?”

A shiver caressed its way down your spine at the rage that darkened his voice. The way it clung to your skin and promised to hurt you if only you misbehaved.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about-“

Zoro was just there. His body pressing yours against the wall and a strong hand wrapped precariously around your throat. He squeezed just enough to make you gasp, your canines extending out like a snake set to strike.

Most people would be afraid, but you could already feel him growing hard against your stomach.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. Who did you feed on?”

The hand on your throat tightened a little more, just enough to force your legs to rub together for some friction.

“You want to know how I sucked him dry,” your words struggled to free themselves from your lips. His hand was tightening as you spoke. “The way he groped at my breasts just before I tore open his throat.”

As you talked, you could hear his free hand struggling to remove the sash at his waist. His swords fell with a clank to the floor as his foot kicked your legs wider apart. You’d purposely worn this dress just to provide him with easier access to your cunt. You knew once his hand slid between your thighs, he’d feel how wet you already were. The wet sound of two fingers pushing past your folds filled the room and you your knees buckled.

Zoro knew how to drive mewling sounds of pleasure from your lips just like this. His fingers working you open - stretching and curving - just right until his hand was soaked. Your strangled breathing became more labored as your hips struggled to meet each flick of his wrist.

“How did he taste?”

“He tasted like a pig,” you sputtered, your hands clawing at his hand as you felt your climax building.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Please, Zoro, I-“

He knew what you wanted. You wanted to fuck him. You wanted to feel his cock stretching your walls and hitting that sweet spot only he knew how to guide you too. You wanted to bury your teeth into the delicate part of his throat and feel his warmth fill you from mouth to cunt. But he wasn’t going to give it to you. Not until you answered him.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“No, fuck! It wasn’t you! I just want you!”

You knew he would’ve made you continue to beg him if he wasn’t just as desperate. The minute you felt his grip on your throat release just enough, you pounced. You moved him back to the sink. Your hands working his pants down just enough that his cock spring free.

You placed one foot on the edge of the sink and pushed up. Zoro’s hand instinctively grabbing at your ass to help hold you steady as you placed your other foot on the opposite side of him. He helped line himself up at your entrance before he pushed his cock inside giving you no time to adjust to his width.

It didn’t matter. You loved every inch as his hips pistoned up into you. His hands controlled the speed and depth as your perched feet stayed on the sink. The sound of your bodies meeting sent wet sounds of filth to fill the small space. You were so close - so close

Without warning, you reared your head back and struck down on his throat. The delicious copper taste of blood flooding over your tongue seconds later. For a brief moment, you felt Zoro’s body stutter at the shock of your teeth pressing down into his flesh, but he easily recovered.

Zoro held a map of every place your canines had been on his skin. You would continue to claim him and he would continue to let you. For he was the hunter and you his prey.

#anon #answered #I hope this is something you like nonnie or close to what you wanted #it is a Drabble so also sorry bout that lol #roronoa zoro #opla #opla zoro #one piece #one piece live action #roronoa zoro x you #roronoa zoro x reader #roronoa zoro smut #zoro smut

[savage-rhi]

hi hope you’re well!! id like to request sharing a bed with ignis (or all ffxv boys! up to you!) for the first time please! like there’s only one bed or the booking at hotel went wrong ! it’s up to you! dw if you don’t want to do it :) love ur work!

"This is just peachy..." The sarcasm rolled off Gladio's tongue like molasses as he shot Ignis a glare. "You just had to let blondie down there take care of the booking."

Ignis sighed as he scrunched his legs up further into his chest, trying to give Gladio and their fifth guest more room at the front of the bed. He grunted before addressing the crude remark.

"Tending to Y/N at the time was more important than keeping an eye out on Prompto's sense of rationale."

"Hey!" Prompto exclaimed as he shot up from the foot of the bed. He shoved Gladio's left foot away, grimacing at the aroma that wafted from his calloused toes. "When the receptionist said they had a suite, I assume that means a big space. Where I'm from, a big space means more room which means having more than one bed!"

"There's a reason you didn't pass algebra." Noctis quipped. He earned a swift kick to his side from Prompto and nearly fell off the mattress while he yelped.

"You're one to talk Noct, you only passed the tenth grade cause you copied my material!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not--!"

"Guys, not for nothing, but I'd like to sleep." Y/N sighed.

"Y/N's right," Ignis muttered. "We have a big day ahead of us and it's already late. Let us try to make the best out of the situation."

"Fine, whatever." Noctis breathed. He adjusted his body, lying on his side and facing away from Ignis's legs. He thanked the gods for not being in Prompto's position when it came to catching a whiff of Gladio's feet. The swampy smell was still there from their time in Duscae, and Noctis let out a grunt when he felt nausea pool briefly in his chest.

"You okay down there, Noct?" Y/N asked.

"Yep!" Noctis sighed.

"Good," Y/N tried to keep their eyes upon the ceiling in a vain attempt to ignore the fact they were sandwiched in between both Ignis and Gladio. All the while, their feet were pressed upon Noctis and Prompto. Had they not felt self-conscious being amongst four guys in a single bed, Y/N would've seen the hilarity in all this. How the whole gang was basically crammed onto the mattress like a posse of clowns trapped inside a small vehicle.

"Uh," Y/N made a face as they snapped out of their thoughts. "Gladio, I think you're touching my butt."

"Sorry, my bad!"

"Y/N," Ignis turned his head, raising his voice ever so slight. "This may seem awkward, but we may be able to give Gladio and yourself more wiggle room if you bundle up to me."

"Smooth one, specs." Noctis teased. He let out a wince when Ignis not so subtly jabbed his face with his right foot. Prompto could be heard giggling into his palms at the incident.

Y/N growled a little in their throat. As much as they had grown to enjoy the antics of the boys, now was not the time. Nonetheless, they went through the motions. Their body curled up against Ignis until they were practically spooning the man from behind.

"Finally, I can stretch!" Gladio yawned. He gently reached over and nudged Y/N. "Thanks for taking one for the team."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Y/N muttered in reply. They felt Ignis reach for them, gently coaxing Y/N to put an arm around his waist.

"You sure this is alright?" Y/N tried to whisper against the back of Ignis's head.

"Positive," He replied. "Besides, this will lower the risk of having you wake in a compromising position with anybody."

Y/N quietly laughed at the remark. "Kinda late for that, but okay."

"He's a gentleman like that!" Prompto interjected. He let out an uncomfortable sigh as he moved around, causing the bed to creak. "Gladio, buddy, do you think you can move? You're taking up my side of the bed."

"Your side of the bed?!" Gladio exclaimed, feeling the last straw break the camels back. "This whole bed should've been my side of the bed but you screwed up!"

"And here I thought you liked slumber parties!" Prompto jabbed playfully.

"I outta--!"

"Hey!" Noctis rose up. "You two, shut the hell up and go to sleep! Enough of the cat fight!"

"How about you shut up for a change?" Gladio countered.

"Is that a challenge?"

"Guys, c'mon...I already gotta smell Gladio's fungus feet and I don't want the bed turning into a battle arena!"

"Fungus feet?!"

Y/N shook their head against Ignis, letting out a sigh of disbelief as the commotion between the three pressed on. The gentle squeeze Ignis offered had them slightly perk up.

"They're always like this," Ignis reassured. "And the feelings are mutual, by the way."

The tired reply Ignis gave had Y/N smile from ear to ear, and somehow they could feel themself drifting away among the bantering. Tomorrow would come soon.

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#drabbles #noctis lucis caelum #ignis scientia #gladiolus amicitia #prompto argentum #final fantasy xv #ffxv #ffxv noctis #ffxv gladio #ffxv prompto #ffxv ignis #reader x chocobros #gender neutral reader #appreciate your compliment nonny! #hope you like the take on this

[aceofwhump]

Harry Chase whump in World on Fire 2x03

#whumpedit #whump #world on fire #harry chase #jonah hauer king #world on fire 2x03 #my gifs #mod post #leg injury #collapsing #injured #pain #FOR YOU DEAR NONNY! #HOPE YOU LIKE IT! #i opted for no dialogue. i hope thats okay

[thereigning-lorelai]

—Sandra Cisneros, from Woman at Hollering Creek and Other Stories 🟔 requested by anonymous

#jatpedit #userrobin #tuserlauren #useradie #jukeboxsource #usergif #userbbelcher #chewieblog #cinematv #cinemapix #smallscreensource #otpsource #tvarchive #jatp #julie and the phantoms #*mine #*jatp #*jukebox #*gif #hope you like it nonny. sorry this is so late #i'll also see what i can do with your second request ♥️ #happy juke jeudi!

[nohoney]

I have an idea, can we get siren (merman) Hawks and can it be smut/fluffy...please

-👁

i’ve never been one to be able to write about any fantasy creatures whatsoever but this was actually kind of fun (๑˃ᴗ˂)

warnings: oral sex (receiving), fingering (receiving), some dirty talk (imagined by the reader), a little bittersweet at the end sorry

The air is warm, sunlight peeks through the breaks of the trees, and you walk further down the path to the lake that you’ve been visiting since the beginning of spring last year. A picnic basket is carried by your side, it’s contents slightly rattling as you walk the paved dirt path. The straps of your dress fall down your shoulder every once in a while and you think that once you stop to rest that you should tighten the bows a little bit so that you’re not always adjusting them.

You break into a little jog once you see the end of the path despite your flip flops not being meant for more than a leisurely walk.

A small pond with a little waterfall is your destination. There’s a wooden dock that you can tell has been standing strong and shows no sign of giving way anytime soon. Perhaps in another fifty years it will start to show some wear but right now, it’s sturdy.

You sit at the very end of the dock, making sure to take your flip flops off first and setting your basket aside next to you. The water level has risen; you know this because last year the water only reached your ankle when you dipped your feet in and this year, the water is up last your calves. There was a lot of rain and while you’re grateful for it, you also don’t want it to submerge the dock either.

Kicking your feet in the water, it creates ripples and disturbs the water lilies nearby.

A head of blond hair pops out from the surface of the water, yellow eyes trained on you swimming beneath the surface to approach. “There you are,” you greet to your friend, “I brought a picnic for us today.”

The head disappears beneath the surface, leaving you alone for a few seconds, the splash of water and wet hands grip onto your calves. When you look down, you see the handsome face of man but beneath the surface of the water, he’s mythical.

Last year, you discovered him.

You moved to town two years ago in the winter and hadn’t made any friends yet. Loneliness settled heavily on you as you struggled to connect with the folks of this town but it’s hard to break into the inner circles of a place where the population is only used to knowing each other. In trying to make conversation with the townsfolk, you heard a lot of talk of avoiding the lake in the middle of the forest. That apparently some parents tried to drown their child in the lake and it came back as a ghastly creature to haunt the water and the surrounding shores of it as well.

You took their little fairytale as a bunch of hooey and decided to walk to that lake.

When you walked the path, it was no different than any trail you had been to before. However coming closer to the break in the trees, you saw a dock and someone swimming in the water. There was some wariness from you when you saw it was a man. Only his head popped up from the water and he seemed very focused on something in the tree branches that reached over the water.

You peered quietly at first, following his line of vision to see a hawk just perched on a tree branch.

When you called out, it startled both the bird and the young man. The hawk took flight and the man in the water was frightened by your presence. He was quick to look back at you before going into the water. You ran to the dock, shouting that you were friendly and your eyes were searching for air bubbles to find him. Your immediate action was to jump in after him.

It was the day you discovered that mermaids… or rather a merman was real.

He had a beautiful tail of red scales that shimmered underneath the sunlight and he seemed to have a liking for the hawk that circled the lake.

So you named him Hawks.

Unusual name for a sea creature but he responded to it once he had gotten used to your presence.

“Here, I brought you an egg today. Hard boiled this time.” You offered to Hawks, already having peeled the shell off. Last time you tried to give him soft boiled but he hated it. He looks reluctantly at it and shakes his head, a gesture that you had taught him since you found he had very little communication. “Oh don’t worry, it’s not runny like last time.”

To prove it, you bite into the top half of the bed. The yolk is firm and a little dry as you chew, but it’s for your friend and not yourself.

Hawks is still reluctant.

“If you don’t want it, that’s okay. But it just means that you won’t get your favorite,” you sing the last word and watch how he perks up, “chicken.”

Hawks grunts and pats his hand at your knee, almost as if he were a child. His hand reaches towards you, eager at the mention of his favorite food. You place the half eaten egg in his palm before pushing his hand back to him. You giggle when he pouts at the egg and looks back up at you; you can tell he feels a little betrayed.

“Just try it, okay? You know how to show me if you don’t like something right?”

You taught him small ways to communicate, often with simple hand gestures. If he doesn’t like something, he’s supposed to cover his mouth with his hand. If he does, he taps his lips twice and then points to what he likes.

Again, like a child, he takes the egg and chews with puffed up cheeks. As you wait for his evaluation, you reach for the plastic container inside the picnic basket but you don’t quite bring it out just yet. He needs to properly tell you whether he likes something or not.

Hawks seems to mull it over before putting his hand over his mouth.

“Okay, I won’t bring you eggs anymore then.” You say with a little confirming nod. The container from the picnic basket is brought out and Hawks bounces in the water in excitement. The little, excited grunts he makes make you shake your head with a smile. You hand him a hearty piece of cooked chicken and it’s practically snatched from you.

Nothing that you haven’t been used to for a good while now.

You give him pieces of chicken with one hand and feed yourself with a sandwich the the other. The sun is warm on your skin, the water is cool, and Hawks is nuzzling your shins as you finish feeding yourself once all the chicken was gone.

Slowly you start to pack up everything inside your picnic basket. You wished that you didn’t have to go, truthfully you hated leaving him by himself, but you still had a life to attend to. Plus also needing to cook his favorite foods as well. “Okay Hawks, I’ll try to see if I can stop by in a few days?”

You start to lift your legs out the water but Hawks hugs your legs to keep you in place.

When he does that, you know it’s because he’s feeling a little lonely.

“I’m sorry Hawks, I know you’re sad that I have to go. I’ll try to come the soonest I can, okay?” You apologize to him, reaching down cup his cheek. He leans into your palm, affectionately humming but whines sadly when you retreat your hand back. He taps his lips twice and points to you. “I like you too Hawks.”

Slowly, he parts your legs and pushes the skirt of your dress up. Again he taps his lips twice and points to in between your legs, this time sticking his tongue out.

“Oh… I don’t know about today.”

Aside from keeping his actual presence a secret, this of course stays strictly between the two of you. Not that Hawks had the capability of saying anything or anyone knew of his presence. Sometimes you laid in bed at night thinking about him, reminiscing how curious he is about your body and how you let him explore his curiosity.

Hawks repeats his action, his brows furrowing and insisting with a pout that is working its magic on you.

He ends up getting what he wants when he presses a kiss to your knee, looking at you through his eyelashes and humming.

“… Okay.”

You discard your dress and fold it neatly before setting it aside. Hawks has a smile on his face that you pretend to not see as you slip your underwear off your body. Your calves are used to the temperature of the water but you still let out a little squeal as you join him in the water.

Hawks swims up to you and shows how happy he is by giving you a hug, affectionately nuzzling your cheek. Even though you hadn’t necessarily planned to have this type of visit with him, a part of you is flattered that he has these kinds of feelings for you and wants to act on them.

He pulls back, only to give you a quick kiss on the lips, smiling at you before sinking beneath the water’s surface. His lips kiss at your tummy before sinking lower, his hands carefully holding your hips and pats your butt as a signal.

I’m going to start now.

You gasp when he shyly licks at you as just a little tease, focusing on the view ahead of you and at a water lily floating on the water. “Oh…” you whisper quietly as closes his mouth over your cunt, licking away at you with the same eagerness he was displaying before. “H-Hawks… oh fuck.”

If only there was some way for you to be able to breathe underwater with him. To see his face and what kind of expressions as he eats you out. He’s beautiful so you know that if you were to see him look up at you as he ate you out, he’d set the butterflies in your tummy fluttering.

When you first let him explore his curiosity, he was just as shy as you were. You could tell by his touches and he could tell by the way you’d jerk whenever you were unprepared to receive his touch. But at this point of your bond, the two of you were definitely used to each other.

Not to say that he didn’t make you flustered sometimes.

Hawks seemed to be able to express himself just fine without words and without difficulty. Something in his nature or perhaps you happened to sync well with him, the two of you were able to understand one another clearly. How was it the best communication you had in a relationship, it was with someone that couldn’t speak any discernible words at all?

“Oh god!” You gasp again before you let out a small moan. Hawks licks you enthusiastically, carefully pushing a finger into your pussy, something that he learned after observing you in the early stages of the two of you showing interest in one another. You remembered how you shyly opened your legs while sitting at the dock one day and confessing to him that you dreamt of him. You remember his curious eyes watching your fingers dip into your dripping cunt and just how fascinated he became.

Your head falls back and you dip one hand beneath the water to grasp at Hawks’ hair. You bite your bottom lip to try to keep your noises in even though you were more than sure that no one else except him would hear you.

Sometimes you wonder what he’d sound like if he was able to speak. You imagine his voice would be smooth, pleasing to your ears and that he could make you laugh. In your selfish little mind, he says all the right things that make your heart race.

You’re a good girl, my wonderful girl…

The tip of his tongue prods against your clit and you let out an audible moan into the air.

The way you sound is so sexy, I fucking love it!

Your hips rock into his mouth, almost like you’re riding his face. His hands are secure on holding your waist to help keep you afloat. Sparks of pleasure go up and down your body, your thighs slightly shaky as your orgasm starts build higher.

Sweet, precious thing… I adore you.

Your hand clenches into a fist and grabs a fistful of Hawks’ hair while your mouth drops into a silent ‘oh’. Your eyes flutter as you experience your high, still caught off guard over how well Hawks has learned how to make you cum. He was intelligent enough to discern that you were experiencing pleasure, smart enough to see if you were sad over something, and he always seemed to be looking into you just as you were looking into him.

He always looked like he was in wonder whenever he stared at you too long.

Hawks comes up from the water and you loop your arms around him in a hug, pressing a kiss to his cheek and just hanging onto him like a sloth. You were wanting to catch your breath. He doesn’t seem to be done with you just yet, sliding his hand between your bodies and pushes two fingers into your pussy. “Oh… you’re not done?” You ask but have difficulty keeping conversation when you’re still sensitive from an orgasm and he keeps curling his fingers into you.

Your body shudders as you let him finger you, a part of you wondering if he liked the feel of his fingers inside your warm cunt. More than a few times he’d point to in between your legs and hold up his middle and index finger up as a signal and pointing at himself. Eventually you had learned that it was his way of saying that he wanted to finger you.

“H-Hawks… are you done? I have to go back soon.” You whimper as he continues to tease his fingers against that spongy spot that makes you see heaven. Your cunt squeezes around his fingers and a big part of you wishes that he had a cock so that you could know what it was like to fuck him.

You could see him being a little whiny as he cums in you, lying back to let you take control as you ride him. You’d milk him dry and make a creamy mess on his dick, wanting to make him just as over sensitive in the same way he does it to you.

You wished that you could fuck Hawks.

Cumming a second time by his fingers, you pat at his shoulder and he retreats from you. This time, he returns your hug and holds you close. Your legs cross around his waist and you stay for a small moment just holding one another.

A kiss is pressed to your forehead.

I miss you already.

In return, you do the same to him.

I always miss you.

You wished that he could come with you.

You try hard to not look at him as you begin to get ready to leave because of the sad look in his eye. There are days that he seems to be okay as you head home, but others he makes it very known when he’s sad. And you know that the more time you spend together, each goodbye will get harder and more forlorn.

“Okay Hawks, I’m going to go now. I’ll try to visit soon.”

He nods his head, watching from the water as you take your picnic basket and the straps of your dress fall off your shoulder. You walk ahead and make sure to keep looking forward, eventually hearing when he dives under the water and you can let out the sad sigh you were holding in.

“I’ll visit you again soon.”

#i hope you liked 👁️ nonny! #my inspiration was somewhat drawn from the film ‘the shape of water’ #i wanted to keep it a little simple for this lil piece and i’m quite happy with it! #sorry for the lil bit of sad at the end i couldn’t come up with a fluffy ending (￣▽￣*)ゞ #hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #hawks smut #k.inbox